Blond super-twink Matthew Connor, a 19-year-old suburban boy, has fantasized about being a slave. He wants to be bound and helpless, feel the sting of a whip then fucked by an older, stronger man. He even has a tattoo of a roped, submissive muscle-boy on his thigh. So, today, he heads over to Anthony Martin’s dungeon. The boy takes of his pants, revealing a plump, firm ass. He’s bent over a fuck-bench, wrists and ankles cuffed, the perfect twink-slave. He’s stripped naked. His ass is beat red as he moans and yelps. He’s totally turned on.

Anthony Martin beats Matthew Connor’s ass then hauls him up with the winch, bending his back painfully. Matthew’s lean, sleek body trembles uncontrollably as Anthony fingers his puckering asshole. Still, the boy is turned-on, knowing he will soon be fucked by this hot, cruel man. He suddenly feels a huge, erect cock pushing on his boy-hole. “Fuck! That thing is massive!” Matthew whispers to himself when Anthony walks around and shoves his cock into Matthew’s mouth. The teen can barely get his mouth around the tip of the huge cock, but Anthony shoves it in deeper and deeper, down the boy’s throat. Matthew gags and drools as he’s face-fucked, then, seconds later, feels the rock-hard cock penetrating his ass. He loves every minute.

The boy’s master, Anthony Martin, mauls his twink body and fingers his pink asshole before shoving a ball-gag into his boy’s mouth. He pulls Matthew’s head back by his hair, arching his lean physique, then flogs him up and down his body. Young Matthew is learning an important lesson: the only fantasies that matter are those of the man with the whip. And this whip-master fantasizes about one thing: making young pretty-boys suffer, covering their hairless bodies with welts and fucking their tight, virginal assholes. Matthew cries out and gasps in pain, his whole body trembling. He’s not going anywhere.

Matthew spends the night hanging by his wrists, strapped to a bondage chair, completely naked, a ball-gag shoved deep into his mouth. Anthony enjoys his slave's naked, nearly hairless body, then strokes his nipples with a crop. Then smack – a quick, incredibly painful blow to Matthew's nipple. Dozens of blows follow as Matthew squirms and whimpers, his nipples and pecs turning crimson. Anthony also attacks his butt-cheeks, inner-thighs and armpits. Before you know it, Anthony’s dick is out and rock-hard. Nothing turns him on more than an innocent, blonde twink in pain. Anthony huge cock shoots a load aimed right at his boy’s nipple, coating the right side of his hot, teen-body with cum. .

Matthew Connor’s lean, hairless body is covered with welts from the crop and the flogger. One side of his torso drips cum – from his new master’s cock. He is naked and helpless – just like the boy tattooed on his leg. Anthony Martin takes a break from torturing him and enjoys his cock; he loves nothing more than stroking and sucking a slave’s genitals. As Matthew’s cock throbs, ready to burst, Anthony suddenly lets go and slaps him. “Did you think I was going to let you cum?” he sneers, making it clear his pleasure is all that matters. All Matthew gets is another whipping. His arms are pulled high and tight over his head and he’s left alone in agony..

Pretty, blond twink Matthew Connor is cuffed to an upright X-cross, completely naked. He flexes and struggles against his bonds, his cock and balls, wrapped in a tight, rubber cock-ring, bouncing up and down. He has been alone, helpless, for hours, not knowing that he is being watched, the whole time, by hidden cameras. Anthony Martin attaches two clothespins to the boy’s nipples, then many more to his cock and balls and the sides of his lean torso. Matthew gasps in agony with each placement. The pain is excruciating — and will last for hours.

Matthew’s eyes roll back into his head as the agony of having clusters of clothespins bite into the most sensitive parts of his body continues. Anthony Martin strokes his teenage slave’s smooth body and beautiful cock, loving the feeling of pain emanating from his trembling body. Suddenly, Anthony yanks off each pin – a whole new level of pain for his young slave. “Let’s see if this cock still works,” Anthony sneers, stroking and sucking Matthew’s wounded dick and body. Sure enough, despite the pain – or because of it – Matthew gets rock-hard. Anthony keeps his slave erect, on the verge of cumming, for an hour, then finally lets him erupt. And, boy, does he cum – rope after rope of jizz spews from his cock.

This is his life now: always nude, barely fed, forced to sleep behind bars and shit and pee in a bucket, then shaved and scrubbed to be used by a sadistic master. Today, Master Anthony binds his blond beauty to an inclined torture table. Anthony is excited because he just got a new spanking-paddle from

Nineteen-year-old Matthew Connor was a virgin when he came to Anthony Martin’s dungeon. He had kissed a boy and sucked a few cocks, but his boy-hole had not been touched. Not anymore. On his first day as Anthony’s slave, his asshole was pounded by his young master’s massive, erect cock. And now he is being fucked by a machine with a huge dildo mounted to a steel-pole. The device is like a jack-hammer, fucking the poor boy constantly for 20 minutes. Anthony sits back and laughs, slapping his victim’s ass as it’s pummeled. Matthew moans and rocks as he’s fucked, his eyes rolling back into his head. Anthony finally turns the thing off but leaves the dildo rammed up the boy’s ass, then leaves him to suffer alone, a true fuck-slave who exists for one purpose: pleasing a sadist with a taste for beautiful boys.

Teen boy Matthew Connor has lost track of the days. He can’t remember the feeling of having clothes on his body, of not being chained and naked. He is on his knees in a concrete room, a steel collar around his throat. He can’t quite stand up nor sit down. He must kneel. He could remove the leather cuffs binding his wrists, but it would do no good – the collar and chain are unremovable – and he would be beaten. All he can do is hope his master brings him some water. Anthony Martin finally arrives, not with a water but a very hard cock. “Lick it!” he demands. Matthew obeys. “Suck it!” he demands. Matthew obeys. “Can I please have some water?” the exhausted boy asks. “Sure,” Anthony says, placing a cup to the boy’s lips but pulling it away and dousing him before he can take a sip. He then cums all over the bewildered boy’s tanned, hairless chest and leaves him to suffer. Slaves must learn to be satisfied with whatever they are given.